If Anyone Needs Me In The Next Six Months, I'll Be Within 20 Feet Of My Apartment!

The bad news is, he only wants to walk. He doesn't want to get in his stroller. And he REALLY doesn't want to get in his Ergo carrier.

After a what was supposed to be a quick trip to the grocery store last night, Emmett proudly took wobbly Franken-baby steps in the aisles while the cashier was ringing up our dinner ingredients. He was having so much fun that he decided he'd walk the whole way home. Which would have been great, but it was almost bed time and we had perishables.

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Emmett took 10 steps outside, then plopped down on the sidewalk to take a break. Then he got back up, took four more steps, and sat back down. This is how the next 10 minutes/15 feet went. Then Rory and I decided we wanted to get home before 4 a.m., so I attempted to carry Emmett, who was trying to wriggle his way down the entire walk home.

When I brought Emmett from music class to a friend's house for his nanny share this morning, the trip went much the same. By the time we finally got there, we were both frustrated. And exhausted.

How am I supposed to get anywhere with a baby who wants to walk—but isn't all that great at it just yet?

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